The thought of the similarities to this room and Sean’s other house made her cut her investigation of this room short so that she could satisfy her ...uriosity over something else.Leaving Sean’s room and heading directly across the living area to the double doors on the other side of the room, she opened them and entered what she knew had to have been Sean’s father’s room. Ignoring everything else in the room for the moment, Amanda sought out the pictures on the walls that Sean had told her were. Twenty dollars was real inviting for them. Babysitting usually netted, tops, five dollars an hour. For a 13 to 14 year old twenty dollars was prime pay.Megan saw the poster on her way home from school and pulled off the second to last tab. "I hope no one else has called?" she thought to herself and pulled out her cellphone. Then as an after thought, pulled off the last tab too thinking, 'It's me or no one." Hello," a male voice answered after she completed pushing the buttons on her phone."Hi,". I am taller, my nose reaches her head. I liked the closeness. There were a few paintings in her room, whose significance, she started narrating me. I wasn’t listening to any of it. I was mesmerized by her pink, glossy lips, coming together, twisting and doing random movements. She punched, or just touched me with her fist on my belly. I wondered why she did that, to which she said, “Stop staring at me like that, Its uncomfortable.” I said I couldn’t help but look. She blushed and looked down to. Tessa gave him her shy nod and proceeded to the kitchen without him. She could hear him giving more orders to the boys and she couldn’t help smiling over it. She was beginning to believe that maybe now they wouldn’t be bothering her anymore. She cooked fish, red potatoes, and some broccoli for supper. It had been a while since she had cooked for anyone other than herself, and she was feeling nervous over whether or not Conner would like her cooking, and that made her put an extra effort into.